Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 687 You Protect Me, and I Will Protect You

Raymond had just a towel around his waist, his upper body bare.

His muscles were smooth and defined, and as he leaned back, his Adam's apple stood out even more. After a while, he turned slightly to face her, propping his head up with one hand.

Selena shivered under his intense gaze.

The amnesiac Raymond was even more wild and unreasonable, like someone fresh out of the military.

Selena had resented and hated him, but no matter what, he always stayed by her side.

"Penny, be my mistress," he said, pulling her toward him by the back of her neck.

With her, he didn't mince words.

Raymond added, "I don't want to see you suffer. If you have any problems, contact me. I'll help you. You protect me, and I'll protect you."

Selena stayed silent, so he leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips.

He continued, "I'll pave the way for whatever you want to do. Once you've achieved it, you can kick me aside, but during this time, you can't betray me. Whenever and wherever I want sex, you have to agree." He said this while rubbing his lips against hers.

Selena was momentarily dazed; no woman could refuse such a handsome face.

But she quickly remembered him having sex with another woman in a private room; she had heard everything from outside.

Raymond could even have sex while socializing.

She frowned, pulling away from him, her expression cold. "Mr. Montague, you saved me, and I'm grateful, but being your mistress is out of the question."

If she fell for him, who knows how much she'd suffer later.

While her feelings were still shallow, it was best to distance herself.

Raymond said, "Do you think if it weren't for me tonight, you wouldn't have been gang-raped? What are you struggling with? Did I ever make you uncomfortable when we had sex before?" Selena's face turned red. She already had a headache, and now he was stirring up her emotions.

She got up and walked toward her bedroom, but Raymond pulled her back.

"Explain yourself!" he demanded.

Selena's rationality vanished, and she shook off his hand. "Because having sex with you is disgusting! I don't even know how many women you've slept with."

The word "disgusting" hit Raymond like a sharp knife, rendering him immobile.

It hurt more than any gunshot wound he had ever received.

He stood up and pinned Selena against the wall.

"Then who isn't disgusting to have sex with? Your ex-husband? Or those guys in the elevator? Have you forgotten how I just saved you? How can you be so ungrateful!" he shouted. Raymond had never been this angry. He even thought about how he had saved her despite knowing she had made a deal with Greer, which made him even angrier.

But seeing her disgusted expression, he immediately backed down, feeling helpless.

After a long while, he finally said, "Am I not good in bed?"

When he asked this, his eyelashes drooped, and his tone softened, "Or was I really bad to you before?"

Selena replied, "Indeed, Mr. Montague, you used to belittle and slander me everywhere. I resented you, but tonight I am truly grateful to you." 'Belittle her? Slander her?' Raymond thought.

He couldn't remember doing any of that, but she probably wouldn't lie.

'No wonder she made a deal with Greer. Did she secretly wish for my death?'

Raymond awkwardly let go of Selena.

Selena, cornered by him, felt suffocated. She wanted to return to her bedroom, but Raymond suddenly knelt down and lifted her skirt.

"Mr. Montague!" Selena's voice changed in fright. She angrily grabbed his hair, but soon lost her strength, leaning against the wall, trembling all over. Her body didn't feel like her own, as if she were thrown into the sea, battered by waves.

It wasn't the first time he had performed oral sex on her, but thinking that it was Raymond, someone seen as unapproachable, made her tremble.

She felt an indescribable pleasure, not just from his actions, but from the mere thought that it was Raymond. She couldn't handle it.